Chase Equestrian at Chase Meadow Lane

07/05/2025

Every ride begins alone.
Just you, your horse, and the silence.

But if you listen closely, you’re never really alone.

There’s the voice of your first coach, still correcting your hands.
The pony that taught you stubbornness is a virtue.
The old gelding who forgave every mistake you didn’t know you made.
The show where you choked. The test where you soared.
The trainer who left too soon.
The one who stayed too long.

You ride with ghosts.

Not the haunting kind—
but the kind that shaped your seat before you even knew you had one.

Every whisper of “more outside rein,” every instinctive half-halt, every gut-deep knowing that you’re off-balance before you even feel it?
That’s muscle memory and myth colliding.
That’s legacy, echoing through the contact.

We don’t just ride horses.
We ride moments.
We ride memories.
We ride with every lesson burned into our bones.

So next time you swing a leg over, don’t rush.
Breathe.
Feel who’s riding with you.

And ask:

Which ghosts are guiding your hands today?

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While you are "training" your horse, let it also train you!

There’s this old, tired idea that riding is about control. That dressage is about making the horse submit. Taming the wild. Forcing precision.

But here’s the truth:

You don’t ride to break the horse. You ride so 𝑦𝑜𝑢 don’t break.

Because the horse isn’t the chaos. You are.

Your fear. Your tension. Your ego. Your overthinking.
Every crooked thought runs straight down the reins.
And the horse? He doesn’t care about your excuses. He shows you exactly who you are.

So you learn to breathe. To feel. To listen more than you speak.
You learn to hold your position in the storm.
You learn to ride into the fire, not to dominate it, but to survive it.

Dressage doesn’t make you perfect.
Done right, it makes you unbreakable.

Not because you control everything. But because you learn to hold your seat when everything falls apart.

It’s not about who you are when the ride begins, it’s who you are when you dismount.